33 Risen#re - Chapter 374

Lirian rubbed his cheeks as the stinging pain coursed through them like an electric shock.

“What the hell is going on?” Lirian wondered aloud as he rubbed his cheeks like a child who just got smacked, ‘How is this even possible?’ he thought.

When suddenly his eyes widened in realisation, Lirian focused on Bell, and started to look through his eyes.

In his vision he saw that Izlandi was huffing and puffing with her nostrils flaring in size, and Bell was lying flat on the ground with two swollen cheeks.

“Urgh, damn it,” Lirian cursed in internally at his own stupidity.

When Lirian looked at Izlandi in her red dress that showed of her fair and long legs, she was quite stunning, and her face had all the nobility and elegant beauty of the elves, the only thing one could complain about was that she wasn’t particularly curvy.

Lirian realised that she was the perfect target and type, that Bell got him himself off too.

Not only was she a beautiful noble she practically belonged to another man already, a man that happened to be a high noble, it was simply a risk that Bell could not walk away from without trying his hand.

And it seemed that he got a severe beating for his efforts at seducing her.

Lirian sighed in relief and continued to walk forward towards the meeting.

Lirian sat down and listened along with all the others, a tense mood hung in the air, and the boss looked equally if not glummer than the rest.

“There is no good way to say this, so I’ll just come out and say it straight to you guys, due to the recent happenings in the city The Red Boar will no longer be operating, as of immediately The Red Boar will be seizing all its operations,” he said with a heavy sigh.

It seemed that the others were expecting this news, but still their bodies showed that it was still quite the blow to them.

The guys clenched their fists tightly, and some of the woman were unable to stop themselves from crying.

They had spent years training in curtesy and their manners, to serve and play host towards nobles, all so that they could one day work at the prestigious Red Boar.

“You need not fear too much about finding work in the future,” the boss said quickly to calm them down.

“While The Red Boar will no longer be operational, the reputation and fame of this fine establishment is well known even in Riverfall and Proge, I have taken the time to write letters of introduction for all of you, so long as you can make it to the great towns you won’t have to worry for work,” he said and handed out several envelopes to each person.

That said while everyone accepted the envelopes, there expressions didn’t change much, they knew that the boss was trying to be helpful and they were surprised by how much concern he was showing.

Because he was the one losing the most, The Red Boar was his dream and his life, to be forced to close the doors was likely a crushing blow for him.

“Thanks boss,” Old Buch said as he took his envelope, he knew that the boss meant well so he wasn’t going to criticize him, “It’s just that it’s not like this can help us, we can’t leave the city without being shot down,” he sighed voicing the concern of everyone.

The boss nodded, “Speaking of that I have something that I want to discuss with all of you,” he said seriously.

Everyone perked up their ears and listened closely, “Some of the minor nobles are planning to leave the city today, I just got back from a meeting with one of my friends after learning some big news,”

The boss went on to explain about what he learned of the attack on the keep, and he also mentioned Stanley’s death as well as Izlandi’s capture.

Lirian had to admit that the network that the boss had created over the years was good, for him to have learnt of the events that transpired so quickly.

“If you wish to follow them you may, if you wish to stay the choice is yours, as for me I’ll be leaving,” the boss said and left the room.

Lirian got up and followed after the boss, while most of everyone started to discuss, they seemed unsure about their decision, they were afraid of the possibility of House Kurt attacking anyway.

The rest of them barely seemed to notice that Lirian left, and hurriedly made his way back to Bells room.

When Lirian returned, the tiny room seemed to be split into two territories, one that encompassed almost the entire little room, save for one little corner that was large enough for a person to stand.

The areas were naturally dictated by Izlandi, who was glaring angrily at Bell the entire time, and Bell was left shivering in the corner, like a puppy that had been unjustly wronged.

‘All that I did was put a few moves on her and my fingers just barely grazed her soft and juicy thigh, it wasn’t like I groped her or anything, not that she has much to grab anyway,’ he thought bitterly, it was then that the door opened and he sighed in relief when he saw Lirian.

Lirian ignored Izlandi when he entered, the moment he stepped through the door she started to complain incessantly about Bell’s atrocious behaviour.

“Would you pipe down?” Lirian complained and messaged his ears as he walked up to Bell as he approached his form started to return to normal, at the same time Lirian groaned in pain as he touched his fate string again and removed it from Bells.

Then gradually he reset his fate string frequency, until it was his own again.

Lirian groaned as sweat poured of his body, touching his own fate string was never a pleasant experience.

He no longer had any use for Bell, so he decided to release their connection.

Bell also felt the connection vanish, and that constant feeling of being strangled vanished, he was breathing much easier.

But when he looked at Lirian there was still that same reverence as always, he knew that he had served his purpose which meant that it was time for him to die, but at that moment he no longer wished to die.

“Master I wish to make a presumptuous request?” he said respectfully.

Lirian could sense the change and was curious to find out what brought it on, especially since he was certain that if he told Bell to die, he would obey.

“I wish to continue living,” Izlandi heard his request and her eyes widened as she wondered what was going on, the manner in which Bell requested to live, was no different from how a person requested a rare item to purchase.

‘Like I don’t mind if you don’t have it, but it would be nice if I could get some of it,’ it took her by surprise and made her look at Lirian with even more wonder if it was possible, she truly wanted to know just who he was exactly, to command such fate from others.

“Why?” Lirian asked back curiously.

Bell walked past Lirian and arrived before his lute which he picked up with extreme fondness, then he held it out to Lirian like a parent holding onto their child as they asked for a blessing.